User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-1298206-20110729164351/@comment-25220117-20110729182342

Bazir, a large rook, turns to his leader "Our fighters have encountered the filth, lord" His eyes flash with excitement, a talon scratching the tree limb, itching for a landcrawler's flesh "Shall we attack, now?"